Gao Jincun frowned, "Is there such a thing really like this?! Chairman Mao can use the steel trained in the fields? Can the Ministry of National Defense use it?"

"Can you use it! Otherwise, what will you do to refine it?" Adjutant Chang nodded with great certainty, "Liberate Taiwan and fight against Chiang Kai-shek, you can make bullets by making them!"

Gao Jincun was half-believing and half-doubted about this. He was a literati. After all, he didn't understand steelmaking technology. However, in order to fool his superiors, he couldn't help but disbelieve it. So he nodded solemnly, "Well, it's not your or my business whether it can be used or not! In short, if I give tens of kilograms of grain from one acre of land, I can't find the land to be harmonious. I don't have that great ability!

Adjutant Chang, if steelmaking is reliable, you should think of good ideas. All agriculture, industry and commerce industries should take action. Chairman Mao asked the whole nation to make steelmaking. We must deal with this matter so as not to lose our temper again, saying that I am behind him!"

When he said this last sentence, he felt a little aggrieved like a child.

"Well. This is easy to deal with! The superiors gave you steel indicators, so you gave them indicators to each factory and cooperative. The farmers and the workers' elder brothers have the energy to mine and burn fire, no problem!"

Gao Jincun thought about it, it was the same. If it was OK, let’s do it first, otherwise what would happen?

In response to the call of the county government, the leading cadres of Oriental Red Wine Factory drew up a part of the middle-aged labor force and formed a steelmaking team. Of course, this team is not large in number and is enough to deal with business!

Cheng Mingxuan was drawn from the production line to make steel.

On those days, Cheng Mingxuan and the old man Zhao who was guarding the gate were assigned to the boiler burning work. They put a large boiler on the wall behind the winery. Not to mention, the old man Zhao's skills are pretty good, and the boiler is very similar.

Cheng Mingxuan was secretly happy for a while. Compared with those comrades assigned to collect raw materials, he and the old boss Zhao were lucky.

Because it is always difficult to move and lift iron ore and iron tools, not only has to be responsible for searching for iron in various workshops. Later, the ironware in the workshop was almost done, and they also have to go to the factory employees' homes to "dedicate", which is very popular.

After all, he was a young master from the Cheng family compound. He borrowed things and asked for things. Cheng Mingxuan had always been weak and could not open his mouth. He was also a young master who was in his twenties and had to go out of clothes and food. Even though he had trouble in the past few years, he had never asked others for help.

Of course, that's an exception to Mei Baojiu. Thinking about how much she owe Jiuer in her life, I don't know how she is doing now, and whether she has found a good family!

Alas, why do you think of her again?

Cheng Mingxuan walked to the boiler and looked at the fire inside. He couldn't help when he was selling the boiler. He thought that the boiler should have no technical content, and he could use a shovel to drive the coal blocks. Although Lao Zhao's position in the winery is lower than that of himself, after all, he is a little older, so he can do more.
Chapter completed!